"The primarch has sent a signal. This metal cage will release us."
In the bridge command chamber of the Dark Angels flagship, the Unyielding Truth, Captain Stannis spoke to the other crew members.
Through the viewport, they could see the intricate network of metal pipes, along with the minimalist machines constantly flying back and forth.
Engines assembled from several basic modules were attached directly to raw materials. Spitting plasma flames, they propelled the materials toward their designated locations.
The endless energy released by the reactors was transmitted directly in the form of high-energy laser beams. In the void of space, this was undoubtedly an exceptionally efficient means of utilizing energy.
"We still cannot understand how the Ultramarines could create such an enormous celestial structure. The things being built in this dockyard are far beyond what those fools of the Adeptus Mechanicus could possibly control."
Ever since the phantom wandering within the Unyielding Truth had released four hundred drop pods, the enraged Ultramarines had sent this metal behemoth cruising through the void. It swallowed the Unyielding Truth as easily as a mortal swallowing a jellybean.
"The Lion has ordered us to obey. Therefore, we will hold to our orders."
Stannis's nerve-damaged face remained expressionless as he spoke in a voice as cold and mechanical as steel.
The Unyielding Truth was bound by an invisible field within an empty construction berth of the colossal shipyard. Every airlock, connecting passage, and open platform had been sealed. Stannis would not allow a single Ultramarine aboard.
Yet although those men of the XIII Legion had imprisoned them, they had not taken the opportunity to tamper with anything. They simply ignored the Unyielding Truth's existence; not even a supply ship had arrived.
That was until the crew of the Unyielding Truth saw the colossal warship under